Holy hell. This woman.
“Who says I’m putting you down long enough for that to happen?” he asked gruffly. Her lithe body wrapped around his in nothing but a yellow string bikini was already making him hard. Hell. He’d planned to take her to bed the moment he got home anyway. A night without her had been one night too many—and he’d been stuck on base a few days.
His team deployed on ops all over the world, but as the commander, he was able to direct operations from the comfort of Little Creek. Relative comfort, anyway, because he’d be most comfortable with Sarah spread out beneath him, his mouth on her lips, his cock buried deep inside her.
He lightly lifted her up and down against him, letting her feel his erection rubbing against her core, and she gasped.
“Yes, sweetheart,” he said, his voice gravel as he claimed her mouth in a kiss. She yielded to him, her arms tightening around his neck, and opened her mouth as his tongue slid against hers.
“Let’s do it in the pool,” she said excitedly.
He raised his eyebrows.
“Oh come on, just this once. You can pull out if you’re worried about my getting pregnant or something. Think of how sexy it will be to do it in the water.”
“Holy hell,” he muttered, walking toward the back door with Sarah still in his arms. He swore he could deny this woman nothing. “You’re too goddamn irresistible for your own good.”
He’d had plans for taking her straight to their bedroom this evening, but he could improvise. Ryan set her down and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked, tossing her honeyed brown hair over her shoulder. The three tiny earrings she had in each ear glimmered in the sunlight, and her delicate gold necklace was feminine and sexy. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch her. To untie that yellow bikini string behind her neck and bare her to him.
Sarah in nothing but her jewelry was sexy as hell. She loved letting him touch and caress her when she lay naked on his bed, and hell if he didn’t thrill at running his hands all over her gorgeous curves.
“I’m turning off the security cameras for an hour.”
“A whole hour?” she teased, waggling her eyebrows.
He growled as she darted away from him and out the back door. “I don’t need anyone else to see what’s mine,” he ground out.
Ryan followed her outside, and his cock hardened painfully against his pants as she undid her string bikini top. She pranced along in front of him, dropping the skimpy top on the patio, and suddenly he was right behind her.
Her petite frame only came up to his shoulder, and glancing down, he had the perfect view of her bare breasts. They were paler than her tanned skin, full globes with dusky nipples. He palmed her breasts in his hands, wanting to roar in approval as she gasped and leaned back against him.
The necklace she had on gleamed against her skin, and Ryan ducked down, his lips at the tender spot on her neck. “I thought you said the other day you were opposed to sunscreen now,” he said, inhaling the coconut scent of her skin.
His teeth grazed her neck, and she arched back against him, pushing her breasts further into his large hands. “Sunscreen is bad for the coral reefs,” she murmured breathlessly.
“There are no coral reefs in our swimming pool,” he countered, his voice dark with desire.
“Ah,” she gasped as his thumbs moved over her nipples. He wanted to suck the buds into his mouth, tasting her, but he was too hard. Too ready to take her. He slid one hand to her sex, covering her mound through her bikini bottoms. “Excellent point,” she gasped. “No coral reefs here.”
“Let’s move to the lounge chair,” he said huskily.
He guided Sarah over to one of the cushioned lounges around their pool and gently tugged her bikini bottoms down. She whimpered in front of him, and he slid his fingers down her bare bottom and through her drenched folds, loving that she was already wet and ready for him.
“Yes, baby girl,” he said, lightly squeezing one bare cheek and she got on her hands and knees in front of him.
Sarah was free-spirited and adventurous, and he absolutely loved that she was willing and ready to try anything he wanted. She had no qualms about her body and was nearly as insatiable as he was.
Ryan loved to be in control of their sex life, to guide her gorgeous body into position after position as they made love, but he absolutely loved that she went along with all of it. He’d take her again and again all night long and still have his woman begging him for more.
Gently pushing her back down, so that her head and upper body were resting on the chaise lounge cushions, Ryan undid his pants and pulled his erection free. Sarah’s sex gleamed in front of him, and he wasted no time, moving closer and rubbing his thick length against her.
“Oh God, Ryan, hurry,” she pleaded.
The thick head of his erection pushed between her pussy lips, and then as he gripped her hips, he was pushing inside her tight walls, claiming her as his once more. “Shit, condom,” he muttered.
“Just pull out when you’re close,” she said. “Don’t stop now.”
He pushed deeper in, bottoming out inside her, and then he reached around her slender waist, toying with her clit.
“Oh God!” she cried out, helplessly clawing at the cushions of the lounge chair.
Sarah was practically pinned beneath him, at his complete and utter mercy. His thick cock impaled her, her ass was up in the air, her breasts pillowed on the cushion. Her arousal coated his fingers as he rubbed her clit, and he listened to her whimpers and moans, his cock twitching inside of her.
“I couldn’t wait for the pool, baby girl,” he said. “I wanted you too much.”
Ryan began moving behind her, loving the look of her gorgeous body in front of him. Her honeyed brown hair fanned out around her, and the tan lines on her skin somehow made the encounter more erotic. This beautiful creature in front of him was his—his woman. His everything.
His balls began to tighten, and he sped up his ministrations on her clit, wanting her to come undone before he chased down his own release.
“Ryan, God,” she pleaded, bucking back against him. “Please!”
He took her faster, harder, circling her clit with his thick fingers as he claimed her. Sarah made a mewling sound, her body tightening as she neared her climax. She was so close, he knew with only a few words he could push her over the edge.
“Now, baby girl,” he commanded, and suddenly Sarah screamed, her inner walls gripping his cock like a vise as he continued to thrust into her. At the last second, he pulled out, spurting his release over her bare ass and lower back.
She gasped for breath, still shaking from her orgasm. Grabbing a nearby towel, he gently wiped her off and helped her to stand. That was probably one of the most erotic things they’d ever done, and they’d barely gotten started. He wanted to kiss and make love to her for hours, leaving her no doubt how much she meant to him. How much he needed her.
Sarah’s legs trembled, and he lifted her into his muscular arms, claiming her mouth with a kiss.
“Holy hell, that was hot,” Sarah said, her cheeks pink from her orgasm. “Hopefully the neighbors didn’t hear me screaming.”
Ryan’s mouth quirked. “They might’ve. But they also know better than to say anything to me.”
She lightly ran her hand over his bicep as she looked up at him. “Well hurry up and get undressed. We’ve still got to do it in the pool.”
Chuffing out a laugh, Ryan swung her up and carried her over his shoulder, caveman style, as Sarah shrieked with laughter. “You’re still dressed!” she squealed as he walked toward the pool and stepped into the water, his pants still undone.
“So I am,” he quipped, going down another step.
Water sloshed over his pants, but he didn’t care. He was too eager to have Sarah wet and squirming in his arms.
Her toes touched the water as he continued down, and she squealed again.
He playfully swatted her a
ss, loving the feel of her squirming against him. Damn, he felt lighter than he had in days. His SEAL team had successfully completed a mission. He had the next day off. He had his woman in his arms.
Ryan had no concerns at the moment but making her come as many times as possible.
He stepped fully into the pool, water coming up to his chest as he set Sarah down.
She shivered slightly in the water but gazed up at him, the water lapping at her breasts, and he swore he’d never seen anything as sexy or beautiful in his entire life. She was like his own mermaid, a siren sent to entice sailors at sea.
And damn if he’d never been more enticed by any woman in his life.
He could see her nipples in the clear water, and he was already growing hard again, despite just having taken her. He wanted to back her against the wall and sink into her again, to feel her pussy clench down around him as she clung onto him for dear life.
“It was hot as hell having you take me like that,” Sarah said, her hazel eyes wide with arousal. And then she was in his arms again in the swimming pool, the clear water moving over her bare skin as he pulled her close, his lips hot on hers.
Chapter 3
Sarah relaxed in Ryan’s arms later that night, after they’d finally made it to bed. She yawned and stretched, nestling even closer to him. “I missed you last night, baby,” she said sleepily, watching as Ryan’s fingers drew circles on her upper arm.
“I missed you, too,” he said, ducking down to brush his lips over her hair.
He hadn’t shaved since yesterday, and the scruff on his chiseled jaw made him look sexier than ever. His gray eyes heated as he looked down at her, but she could see the circles beneath them. He’d been up all night working and instead of crashing the moment he’d gotten home, they’d made love for hours.
Now she was nestled naked in his muscular arms, exactly where she wanted to be.
“And the guys are all on their way home?” she asked after a moment.
“Yes, they’ll be wheel’s up within the hour and heading back to U.S. soil. The mission was a success.”
Sarah nodded, knowing Ryan could never tell her any of the details of his work. She was used to it, with her brother Patrick “Ice” Foster leading the Alpha SEAL team that Ryan commanded. It was somewhat unusual, she supposed, to be dating her brother’s commanding officer, but she wasn’t in the Navy, so what did it matter?
She and Ryan had danced around their attraction to one another for nearly a year, and when they’d finally gotten together? It wasn’t just fireworks in the bedroom, it was practically a nuclear explosion.
“You looked concerned for a minute when you first got home,” Sarah commented, glancing up at him.
Ryan raised his eyebrows.
“What? You think I’m not as observant as you?” she teased.
He shrugged. “I’m trained to be observant. And I just had a weird feeling earlier, like I was being watched or something. I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary though or see anyone else around. I’ll look over the security footage in the morning.”
“Did you turn the security cameras back on?” she asked.
“They were just off for an hour so we could enjoy each other by the pool—I didn’t want to forget about them as you tempted me with your feminine wiles.”
Sarah giggled. “I think you tempted me, remember? You were hard the moment I jumped into your arms.”
Ryan growled and rolled them both over, pinning Sarah beneath him. “I doubt any man stood a chance against you in that skimpy little bikini.” He kissed her briefly but then moved down her body, nuzzling her breasts. The scruff of his jaw abraded her tender flesh, and she whimpered, loving the feeling of him against her.
“There’s no need to worry about me, baby girl,” he said, his voice gravel. “Everything’s perfectly fine, and I have other concerns right now. The team is on their way home, the mission was a success, and I want you to come one more time for me before we go to bed.”
“Ryan,” she pleaded as he began kissing her bare breasts.
His hot lips on her skin were already driving her crazy with need. He sucked one taut bud into his mouth, his tongue flickering over her nipple, his fingers moving down to her pussy.
Her lower lips were still soaked, swollen from their repeated lovemaking, and Ryan fingered her gently. He slid his thick fingers from her opening up to her clit, making her cry out beneath him. All thoughts of worrying ceased to exist—just the way it always was when Ryan made love to her.
Releasing her nipple, he kissed his way down to her sex. His whiskers rubbed against her sensitive inner thighs, and then he was kissing her intimately, pleasuring her with his mouth as she lost all sense of reason.
His tongue laved through her folds, teasing her, and then he licked her clit.
Sarah cried out, arching her back as he spread her thighs wide for him.
She was open and exposed, at his complete and utter mercy. He sucked her tender bud between his lips as she writhed and whimpered for more. She was lost to everything but the feeling of Ryan. He always loved controlling her body, making her cry out and come for him, and goodness if she didn’t love the attention he bestowed on her.
His muscular arms wrapped around her legs, holding her in place, and within seconds she screamed out his name as a tidal wave of pleasure washed over her.
As she lay panting for breath moments later, Ryan collected her in his arms, holding her tightly to him. “I love you,” he said. “I hated being stuck on base without you at night.”
“I love you, too,” she whispered. “I hated being here alone.”
***
Sarah awoke the next morning to the scent of breakfast cooking. Glancing at her phone on the nightstand, she saw that her alarm was going to go off in any minute. Grumbling to herself, she sleepily got up, letting the tangled sheets fall to the floor.
Ryan would have the day off after putting in crazy hours on base while one of his teams was on an op, but she still had to get to her physical therapy job. She had patients lined up all morning, and just because she’d rather sleep in and relax didn’t mean she had that option.
Groaning, she grabbed her silk robe, loosely tying the sash, and piled her hair on top of her head in a messy bun. Ryan’s side of the bedroom was perfectly neat, her own side somewhat of a colorful mess with her clothes, exercise ball, yoga mat, and hobo bag all jumbled together. Even his pajamas, if he bothered to wear them, were simple, boring plaid. Her own silky robe was a splash of bohemian color, and her lingerie was in every shade of the rainbow.
That usually ended up on the floor, too, she thought with a grin.
She padded down the hallway, wrinkling her nose at the smell of bacon. Even though she was a vegetarian, Ryan was very much a meat eater. She knew he’d have heated up her gluten-free, egg substitute quiche though.
Ryan smirked as she walked into the kitchen, probably looking like a rumpled mess, and handed her a cup of herbal tea.
“How can you look so wide-eyed and alert this early?” she asked, stifling a yawn.
“It’s called caffeine,” he commented dryly. “And I’m usually on base at oh-five-hundred. This is sleeping in for me.”
“Don’t remind me,” she mumbled. “Caffeine. Yeah. I might need some of that.”
“What happened to your seven-day detox to cleanse your toxins and center your whatever you called it?”
“Plans change,” Sarah said, setting the herbal tea on the counter and walking over to Ryan’s stainless-steel coffee maker as he chuckled. “I might need something more industrial strength this morning.”
“Wonders never cease,” he quipped.
“What’s so funny anyway?” she asked, glancing over at him before pouring a cup of steaming black coffee.
“You. You look like you were thoroughly pleasured last night.” The smug expression on his face and gleam in his eye let her know he’d be happy to do it again as soon as possible.
“Pleasured withi
n an inch of my life,” she teased. “I need a long, hot bath this morning, not a full day of patients.”
Ryan’s phone buzzed, and he glanced down at a text while he turned off the stove, moving the pan off the hot burner.
“Is everything all right?” she asked, taking in his expression.
“Yep. I just have to go into base after all for a debrief with the team. Something unexpected came up, and they’re arriving back at Little Creek this morning. Luckily, I’m already up and dressed even though we were all off duty today. I’ll meet them there at oh-eight-hundred.”
“Bummer. I’ve got back-to-back patients this morning anyway though, so it’s not like we could be lazy in bed together.”
“Who says I’m lazy in bed?” he asked, his lips quirking.
“Touché.”
“You should switch all your patients here to the Virginia Beach office,” he said, crossing the kitchen to her. She barely came up to his shoulder and loved the way his large frame towered over her. She always felt safe with Ryan and taken care of—not that she needed a man to take care of her, but wow. She didn’t know what she’d been missing before she’d met him.
“I know, I know,” she said. “Driving back to Norfolk once a week isn’t something I plan to do forever. But this way I can check on my place and keep seeing a couple of patients there.” She shrugged. “It works for me.”
“What if you moved all your stuff in here?” he asked, his voice deep as he looked down at her.
“Then I’d live here with you for real.”
“That you would. You’re here almost all the time anyway—I want it to be every night.”
Sarah smiled, feeling somewhat giddy at making things official. “But you own your house. What if we broke up eventually or something? Or if I decided I needed a few burly SEALs to make me happy? Then I’d move out and wouldn’t have anything.”
“You wouldn’t be moving out,” he growled. “Besides, I wouldn’t let another man have what’s mine.”
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